
After helping William take a bath, Zoya pushes William's wheelchair into the elevator. William says he will continue his work while Zoya cooks dinner for the two of them. Zoya quickly escorted William to his study after that, and he went to the kitchen to prepare their dinner.
Zoya took the recipe book William had given her, then read through the recipes there. Most of the recipes in the books are western, so Zoya thought William liked western cuisine. He opened the refrigerator and took some groceries from the pantry. He planned to make pasta and meat steaks because by chance the ingredients were easy to obtain and available in the house.
After finishing preparing the ingredients, Zoya starts cooking. It did not take long for Zoya to finish the cooking because the two dishes were quite simple and did not require a long cooking time. After cooking, Zoya calls William to a meal together.
William was flabbergasted in disbelief to find Zoya serving food that was quite luxurious. Moreover, the girl was also good at serving it at the table so their dinner looked like a meal at a five-star restaurant.
‘Ah I can't be too fascinated. It may taste bad and the meat may taste bad. Zoya must not understand about the types of meat that is good for steak,’ William said in his heart, underestimating Zoya.
“Goodbye, Mas,” said Zoya.
“Hmmm,” replied William.
William bribed his food into his mouth. She was surprised because the food Zoya made was so delicious and the meat was not hard at all. William becomes suspicious if it is possible for Zoya to buy food at the restaurant again.
“Do you cook this? Or you buy it again?” ask William.
“I cooked it myself. The ingredients are already in the refrigerator and pantry, so I made it right away,” Zoya replied. “Is it good, Mas?” tanyanya enthusiastic. Zoya looks at William with sparkling eyes, hoping William likes his cooking this time.
“Often,” replied William although in his heart he wanted to say that Zoya's cooking is delicious. It's prestigious that William has to admit it all.
After dinner, Zoya takes care of the dirty dishes and puts them in a dishwasher. While he was busy wiping the dining table, William suddenly said something very surprising.
“From now on you sleep in my room,” William said.
Zoya halted her activity for a moment, then turned to look at William with a question mark.
“Mas, I didn't hear wrong?” tanyanya did not believe William's words.
William thumping. “No. Get your stuff and move it to my room. From now on we will sleep in the same room,” William said.
“I don't want to,” said Zoya.
Indeed sleeping one room with a husband is a common thing done by a married woman. However, Zoya cannot imagine sleeping in the same bed with William. Their relationship was not so close for the two of them to sleep in the same room, even more so in the same bed. Zoya couldn't have just accepted William's offer.
“I ... I ... I'm not used to it. My sleep is also snoring. Later you are disturbed,” kilah Zoya, confused to find what kind of reason. There's no way he said he wouldn't sleep with William out of fear for William. “In addition I also can not be silent when sleeping. My feet like to kick there and come here,” to make it more convincing.
“Tell me if you're afraid I'm messing with you,” William sneer as if he could read Zoya's mind.
Zoya scratched her non-itchy nape. He grimaced for being caught lying. “Sorry,” said.
“You are my wife, Zoya. You should always be by my side. As a good wife you should not go against the orders of the husband,” William said. “After I was paralyzed, Zoya. I won't be able to do anything no-no to you.”
“T-but ...”
“No but-but. Anyway I want you to go straight through your stuff and move it to my room. I do not accept rejection,” William said then turned his wheelchair and went to his room.
After William's death, Zoya bites a finger. He was nervous about having to sleep in the same room as William. But, on the one hand he also thought that if maybe if they slept in the same room, Zoya would be easier to help William do something. So, William doesn't need to yell at Zoya every time she needs Zoya's help.
Zoya let out a sigh of resignation, then went to her room to pack her things. It seemed like his life would not be able to calm down after this.
The two men did not realize that each of them had their own plans. Zoya plans to get closer to William in order to help William recover and get a divorce from William, and William is brought closer to Zoya because he has plans to further oppress Zoya on the grounds of their marital status so that Zoya can soon get bored and her cover can be exposed.
After packing her belongings, Zoya drags her suitcase towards the elevator that will take her to William's room on the third floor. Arriving in William's room, Zoya scolds and arranges her belongings on a walk-in-closet.
It just so happened that in William's room there were two sides of a walk-in-closet. One side has been used by William. So, Zoya keeps her stuff on the other side. The items that Zoya brought were not too much so the walk-in-closet was not full, still leaving a dime of space.
After finishing packing her things, Zoya stared at the entire room. His heart was pounding because he was nervous. He didn't know if he could sleep one room with William or not.
Zoya realizes that her current status is William's wife and as a wife, Zoya must normally sleep one room with her husband. Hardly any newly married couple slept apart from each other, except Zoya and William of course.
‘Do I really have to sleep in Liam's room?’ ask Zoya in my heart.
Zoya stared at the bed located right in the middle of the room hesitantly. The bed is large. Perhaps he was times larger than the bed he had occupied in the ground floor room. The chances of their bodies coming into contact were very small.
But still Zoya is nervous to imagine that she has to share a room with her husband. It's nothing, because all this time Zoya has never been close to any man other than Damar. With Damar, Zoya never does anything beyond limits except go out to eat or just date. Zoya really could not imagine that she had to sleep in one bed with a man even though the man was her husband once.